I listened to my sister's words today.

The head teacher sat back in his seat somewhat angrily, his eyes falling on the parent of the student in front of him who exuded a powerful aura.

Even the tone of his voice unconsciously became a little more polite: "Hello, are you Yun Yiru's parent? I asked you to come here today mainly to talk to you about your child's performance in school."

At this point, the head teacher paused and continued, "This child not only skips school and classes, but she even pays other students to complete the copying homework assigned by the teacher for her."

However, before the head teacher could finish her words, Jiang Ling, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly raised her hand and gently knocked on the table in front of her, interrupting her directly.

Jiang Ling said calmly and firmly, "Teacher, I think you need to be clear about an important issue first."

"When students run out of school, the school should bear the primary responsibility! As educators, you don't care to understand why students run out, but instead blindly blame them. Is this appropriate?"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Ling had already picked up the punishment copybooks on the desk, flipped through them casually, and then looked at the head teacher again and said slowly, "Secondly, regarding the punishment copying, I have not reported your school's corporal punishment to the relevant authorities. I have done my best."

"Besides, even though I paid other students to help me copy the paper as punishment, I did pay a certain price for it, and I ultimately received some 'results'. To some extent, this doesn't seem to be wrong."

After hearing Jiang Ling's words, the head teacher was completely stunned. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond. She thought to herself: How could there be such a parent who would not stand on the teacher's side and protect their child?

Jiang Ling shook her head gently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a helpless smile, knowing that reasoning with people of different social classes is like playing the lute to a cow.

"That's why I resolutely sent the little guy to a regular high school."

“Only by experiencing the dark side of ordinary people’s lives can you understand how foolish that seemingly rash decision was.

At this moment, Jiang Ling held the little guy's soft hand tightly and strolled in the quiet campus.

The moonlight fell on them like water, as if covering the whole world with a layer of silver gauze.

I lowered my head and looked at the little guy's tear-stained face with heartache. The crystal tears kept rolling down like pearls with broken strings.

Jiang Ling slowly squatted down, gently took out a tissue from her pocket, and wiped the tears from the corners of the little guy's eyes.

Then, he gently stretched out his arms, gently held the little girl in his arms, picked her up and walked to the bench beside the school playground and sat her down.

The two of them snuggled together quietly, looking up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

The bright moonlight illuminated their faces, reflecting the little one's red and swollen eyes and Jiang Ling's loving gaze.

Jiang Ling patted the little guy's back again and again, and said softly in a low and gentle voice, "Be good, don't cry, okay? Do you want to come here to play tomorrow?"

Yun Yiruo sobbed and said in a childish voice with tears in her eyes, "No... I don't want to come again."

Jiang Ling smiled slightly and patiently counseled: "Baby, you see, you can't even accept someone with a slightly bad temper."

"Then when you go to college, it's almost like a small society there, with all kinds of people and things. Think about it, will you really be able to handle it then?"

The little guy was obviously frightened. He huddled in Jiang Ling's warm embrace, his body trembling slightly as he whispered, "No... I definitely can't."

At this time, Yun Yiruo had already been frightened by the head teacher and could only listen to Jiang Ling's words and allow herself to be comforted and coaxed.

"Then...then why don't you send me to an advanced high school instead of a regular high school?"

"A noble school? Have you forgotten the agreement we made? When you go to school, I won't provide you with any support regarding your status. You can only learn and grow as an ordinary person."

When Yun Yiru heard this, she couldn't help but curl her lips and mutter, "Ordinary people are just ordinary people, but at least it's better than living in an ordinary high school, right?"

Jiang Ling sighed softly and explained, "You're right. Noble schools don't have the heavy and complicated course loads that ordinary high schools do."

"More importantly, social networks and interactions with various families can greatly expand one's network resources."

After a brief pause, he changed the subject and asked, "However, why would you guess why an aristocratic school like this allows ordinary people to study there?"

"Isn't it because these ordinary people were specially recruited by the school because of their outstanding academic performance?"

Jiang Ling couldn't help laughing, then shook his head and said slowly: "How could it be so simple?"

"Think about it carefully. Whether it's an ordinary school or an aristocratic school, what they lack is never students with excellent grades!"

"In reality, no matter what type of school it is, what's really lacking is always funding."

"As for why aristocratic schools admit ordinary people, it's simply because they're worried that the wealthy young men in the school won't have anyone to bully or tease."

"So, they randomly selected a few ordinary people from society and enrolled them in the school, so that these playboys could have a place to pass the time and have fun."

"What do you think? Without a legitimate identity, do you still dare to face an aristocratic school in your current state?"

At this moment, Yun Yiruo, after hearing these words, trembled violently, as if she was frightened.

Then, it quickly transformed into a small and cute fox and slipped into its sister's arms.

At this moment, she buried her entire head deep in her sister's arms, not daring to reveal even a tiny bit of it.

Jiang Ling witnessed this scene and couldn't help but find it a little funny because of the timid look on his face.

She tried hard to suppress the upward curl of her lips, but she couldn't hide the smile, which almost came out uncontrollably. She gently patted the trembling little fox in her arms.

His eyes inadvertently swept over the coat of the little guy beside him, and Jiang Ling picked it up.

However, when she opened the coat, she found that there was no clothes inside this time, and she was not overly curious about it.

He just folded the coat silently, then held the little fox in his arms steadily, picked up the clothes, turned around and walked slowly towards the school gate.

(Thank you all for your gifts and support. The campus chapter has ended. As for whether to go to college, it depends on whether you readers don’t want to read it anymore.)